FORTUNE'S NEVER EARNED
from Memorials by MARCUS DOO & THE SECRET FAMILY
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fortune's never earned, it's stolen
the poor rarely write their names
if i had a song i'd sing it and turn your way
we saved to see the sunset
we wrote to read we were not alone
my father paid for my sister's wedding, afraid she'd grow old alone
we found faith, we found faith in our city homes
saw the human stain in every hand-carved throne
she looked down at her hand, while the condor was passing
she looked down at her hand, while the eagle was passing
she looked down at her babies, while her time was passing
know what you mean to me, we're so old now, we're so old now
too old not to believe in our shared history
we're so old now
we found faith, we found faith in our city homes
we saved to see the sunset
we wrote to read we were not alone
my father paid for my sister's wedding, afraid she'd grow old alone
we found faith, we found faith in our city homes
she looked down at her hand, while the condor was passing
she looked down at her hand, while the eagle was passing
she looked down at her babies, while her time and the eagle were passing
INFO EN mdsecretfamily.tumblr.com
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fortune's never earned, it's stolen
the poor rarely write their names
if i had a song i'd sing it and turn your way
we saved to see the sunset
we wrote to read we were not alone
my father paid for my sister's wedding, afraid she'd grow old alone
we found faith, we found faith in our city homes
saw the human stain in every hand-carved throne
she looked down at her hand, while the condor was passing
she looked down at her hand, while the eagle was passing
she looked down at her babies, while her time was passing
know what you mean to me, we're so old now, we're so old now
too old not to believe in our shared history
we're so old now
we found faith, we found faith in our city homes
we saved to see the sunset
we wrote to read we were not alone
my father paid for my sister's wedding, afraid she'd grow old alone
we found faith, we found faith in our city homes
she looked down at her hand, while the condor was passing
she looked down at her hand, while the eagle was passing
she looked down at her babies, while her time and the eagle were passing
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from Memorials,
released March 5, 2012
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